Because she was in a good mood, Rolena generously let Linger go. As for why she was in a good mood, Linger didn't dare to ask, and always felt that it was not a field that she could enter. He even felt that she was today

It was a mistake to come to find Luo Lena. It should come again tomorrow. Although the same thing may happen tomorrow, at least... it has been delayed for a day, right?

Young people gradually understand why some people know that escaping is not the solution to the problem, but when they encounter problems, they still can't help but want to escape.

It's just human nature. Linger once thought that he could always maintain a rationality beyond emotion, but it turned out that he was just a mortal.

Before leaving, Rolena suddenly stopped the young man.

When Linge turned around and looked at her in confusion, not knowing what new tricks this Princess Haiqi wanted, the girl put her hands behind her, her fingertips were slightly entangled, the clear and clear pair of shallow sea-like sea-like

His eyes blinked, and in the sunlight passing through the forest, it seemed to convey a kind of sincere trust and long-term attachment: "Linger, you promised to go back with me to meet my mother and sister."

Her eyes were extremely gentle, and she was completely invisible to the cunning and proud look just now: "You can't miss the appointment."

The young man couldn't help but remember the scene when he was with St. Charlie and Alice, riding the wind and waves on the sea on the land. The blue background of the sky and the sea was impressive. At that time, he went to the genius player for a ridiculous proposal.

Lotterdamna, the memories of that coastal city are nothing more than sewage, smoke, garbage everywhere, and dead animals on the beach, the streets are bleak and desolate, the leaves of silver pine fall down, and the seawall made of feldspar

The sea water slapped and made a terrifying howling... Everything was gray, making people feel depressed and dull.

It was not until the girl appeared in her vision that the whole world seemed to have a color again. She stood on the breakwater and quietly looked at the ocean in the distance. What kind of mood did she want to convey in her melancholy and sad eyes?

Do you have ever met a traveler as unique as him in your age when you are counting not based on the human calendar, but in your age, you are estimating the growth rate of coral trees in the sea? The pollution of sea water is like the pollution of the human heart, always accompanied by the rising tide.

It was unstable and unstable, but she always maintained a crystal-like heart.

He nodded slightly: "Okay."

Then he turned around and left.

Luo Lena no longer tried to keep her, but just watched the young man's back gradually move away quietly, just as she once stood on the breakwater and looked at her hometown, worried about the increasingly serious pollution, but never had the idea of ​​returning home.

She was convinced that she left her hometown because she was carrying such a difficult mission, and that no one could do this mission except herself. This was a premonition, but she regarded it as the truth.

Therefore, according to old sayings, the path of an alchemist is the path of pursuing the truth. Whether it is to turn stones into gold, the stone of a wise man, the creation of something out of nothing, or the illusory source of magic, they all attract the fanatical pursuit of all beings in the world, but in the end they succeed.

There are only a few people? However, for this girl, truth is not any meaning or purpose, but only the reason for her to embark on this journey. What she pursues is something else.

Will that young man be one of them?

Or is it the only one who has to fulfill his long-cherished wish?

She didn't know it herself.

"alright."

Princess Haiqi stretched her waist vigorously, her tone slightly elongated, as if she was humming a pleasant song: "It's time to do the job."

“The weather is so good, work and work.”

The girl turned around and walked into her alchemy workshop. Only the two recliners were silently placed on the clearings in the forest, shining by the warm and bright sunlight, as if waiting for someone to return.

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After leaving the woods, Linger returned to the street, and the road broke in front of him, leading to the Fairy Sleeping Hotel on the left, and to the Primrose Field on the right. After thinking for a while, he finally chose to go right first.

After all, in that flower field, there was a girl who had been waiting for her for a long time. Even after Xie Liya came back to visit her, she vaguely complained that she was too ungent and hadn't been with her for a long time.

In fact, the young man never forgot for a moment. After all, among all the girls on Yunjing Kong Island, this one was the one who couldn't rest assured the most.

He stopped and saw the shadow of the flower field.

The white windmill slowly rotates in the fragrant flower dregs. The wind blowing through the ridges brings a fragrance of soil and grass leaves. A few flower fairies gather in the flower field, muttering and discussing something, and hearing the steps of the coming people

After the sound, it suddenly scattered, leaving only a naive laughter. No matter what happened, it seemed that only these darlings of nature were always so carefree, not caring that they had arrived on a distant foreign continent.

, and don’t care how many difficulties you will encounter in the future. For them, life seems to be just the word “play”.

Perhaps it is because the scenery is so good, or perhaps it is because of taking care of a girl's mood, everyone on Yunjingkong Island likes to move around the flower fields. Ovela comes to water her violet every now and then.

No, always led Brandi to walk on the ridges, Metien, Shemi and Leticia, also regarded this place as the best place to play, not to mention the fairies and various small animals in the forest.

It's quiet and peaceful here, like the scenery in the painting, full of a fairy tale-like atmosphere.

With so many people accompanying her, loneliness seems to have happened a long time ago to the girl.

But if loneliness is a kind of disease, then it also has many symptoms. Unaccompaniment is a kind of type, resistance to communication with the outside world is a kind of type, and loneliness caused by lack of security is naturally one of them.

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What is pitiful is that girls have experienced all the above three kinds of loneliness.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Standing under the slowly turning windmill, the young man gently knocked on the wooden door full of old traces. The tick-tick sound was clearly transmitted through the door panel.

It was quiet for a moment, and then the girl's inquiry came: "Is it Linger?"

She always has a special talent, and can easily detect the person standing outside the door, whether it is the gentle elder sister who is worried that she is too lonely and comes to accompany her, the boss lady and bartender who bring food to share with her, or

It was a young man who had not visited him for a long time - although in reality, this period was only half a month, which was incomparable to the seven hundred years he had spent in the quiet canyon.

But the more this happens, the more she is unable to bear it.

"It's me." Lin Ge said concisely: "I'll come to see you, Iyetah."

After saying that, without waiting for the girl in the room to answer, he pushed the door open and entered. The knocking on the door was just a preview of politeness, or to make the other party mentally prepared. In fact, the door of this windmill tower room

It has never been locked. It is very easy for people outside to get in. If people inside want to get out, it is naturally very simple.

After entering the room, there were still familiar and simple decorations: beds, cabinets, tables and chairs, white walls, window lattices that emitted a faint pine aroma, potted plants on the window sill and wisteria that poked out the window, blue lattice curtains

, and the girl who was sitting by the desk in front of the window, who seemed to be writing a diary. She was holding a quill pen between her slender fingers, as white, delicate, and untainted as the feathers in her ears.

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"Ah, Linger." The girl was not panicked about the young man's behavior of not accepting it, but just said blankly: "Wait a minute, I'll finish it soon."

Then he continued to write and draw on paper, as if a simple brain could not cope with both speaking and writing at the same time.

The blank paper is gradually filled with slender and beautiful small characters. Just looking at the font, you can imagine that the person who wrote the pen should be an elegant and gentle girl, but if you turn to the previous page, especially the first page, you will

I found that the girl's handwriting was crooked at that time, not much better than the child's graffiti. This is understandable. After all, when she was in the village of Avignon, she had never practiced writing, but was more proficient in farm work. Ovela

The violets planted in the small garden grew up under her guidance, although they have not bloomed until now.

It must have been a lot of time to be able to practice the shape of the characters to the current level? There is not much left in the notebook used as a diary, and it is almost over. Linger asked: "Are you almost finished writing it?

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"Yeta pointed his head vigorously: "And, um, two sentences? No, three sentences! I will also write about the matter of Linger visiting me today!"

Actually, what I asked is that you are about to finish writing this diary? But the young man thought about it and did not correct it. Even if he asked, Yiyeta would probably say that after he finished writing, he would change another one and continue writing! The boss's wife and

The bartender pampered her so much. St. Charlie loves this most obedient sister. Ovela is her best friend. Lorena is also so kind to her and is not stingy to meet Miss Angel's small request.

Iyeta does not write a diary every day.

Generally speaking, she will write down it only when she feels something memorable today, whether it is happy or sad. Even now, the thick diary can no longer bear her.

It seems that for this girl, everything she has seen since she left the valley, and everything she has experienced is so worth remembering. She even sometimes recalls the past, such as still in Avini

When Wengcun lived, or when he was wandering longer, they were also recorded. No one said that the diary could only record what happened today, right? For girls, the past is also extremely important.

When she imprisoned herself in the Great Rift, it was these past memories that supported her and she did not completely lose her emotions as a human being. But after so long, the girl still slowly forgot some things, and she would probably forget them in the future.

There is more thing? She didn't want this, so Ovela taught her to write a diary, which became the best way to fight forgetting.

Then, it is not so much a diary as a memorandum.

"The weather is very good today, the sun is so warm outside. A primrose flower flew in, and Linger also came to see me, so I feel so happy." Yiyeta said to himself while talking to himself.

When writing and drawing on white paper, Lin Ge felt that the writing style was very simple. How could he say it? It felt like he was writing essays by elementary school students.

It's really two extremes with Ovela.

"Okay, I'm done!" She put down her pen, picked up her notebook, and admired her works in front of the sunlight outside the window. She nodded with satisfaction after a while, turned around and blinked at the young man. That innocent and innocent

The expression seemed to be asking: Do you want to see it?

"Show me." She warmly invited her, but the young man was reluctant to refuse, so she reached out to take her diary.

Before he could read it, Yiyeta asked again: "What's wrong with me today, Ling?"

The hand that was about to open the diary paused.

Actually, something is indeed wrong.

The cooperation with the Ashes guerrillas requires the help of Iyeta. After all, she can control Yunjing Sky Island. Such an air fortress with firepower and mobility, if used well, may be able to play a role in the war.

Unexpected effect. At least, those magic warships that have caused trouble to the East Continent are not a threat to Yunjing Kong Island. At least they need to install mechas to prevent the offensive of this empty island. However, if so

If you make a fuss to such a point, I’m afraid the eyes of the entire Eastern Continent will be attracted.

The young man thought about it and shook his head slowly: "No, I just came to see you."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Love!" Yiyeta exposed his lie without hesitation: "It's clear that something is going to happen! And it must be a very important thing!"

"How do you know?"

"Because you have a smell." Miss Angel leaned over and sniffed the young man's neck. The close breath brought a numb feeling, which made Linge subconsciously lean back and lean back

, a little surprised: "Taste?"

"That's right, the taste of Sister Xiaoxia, the taste of Sister Shino, the taste of Metien, the taste of Gloria, and the taste of Sister Luo Lena, it's still very new. If it's not very important
To be continued...